1. A Pilot and his Princess 3


    Date: 7/18/2017, Categories: Science-Fiction, Body modification, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male/Female, Romance, Author: Brields, Rating: 78.9, Source: sexstories.com

    to lay back, and kissed her on the lips, getting her to smile. I then moved her pussy cup around making her giggle and moan. I then turned all three motors on, and watched as her eyes got wide and her mouth gaped open. "Uuungh!" She grunted. I then produced a large teddy bear from under the bed. It was larger than she was. She clung to it like her life depended on it, cuddling it like she did to me when we slept. "Mph mph mph mph." Her whole body wriggled under the pleasure, but I wasn't done. Caressing her exposed bottom, I produced a 3/4th inch by four inch vibrater, and pushed it up her butt, turning on the motor. I then pumped her butt, grinding the smooth head against the front of her rectum, as it vibrated. "Ohhh! Aaaarrrggghhh!" She yelled as she thrashed about the bed. I minute later, she was quiet. She lay on her back, passed out. I removed all the equipment, and put her the recovery position. As I was putting the box away, there was a knock at our bedroom door. I covered Sally with the blanket, and opened it to find Mandy there. "Is everything okay? I heard mom scream." She said groggily. "She's fine. Just overwhelmed." I replied. "Go back to sleep baby girl." I said as I kissed her cheek. "Good night." "Good night, Dad." She said, retreating to her room. I then went to bed myself. The next day, a Monday, I was up early. I massaged Sally's back until she awoke. "Good morning, love." I said. "Good morning." She replied. I then took her to the shower where we washed ...
    each other and kissed. Starting with her breasts, I washed and kissed every one of her intimate parts, ending with her rose bud. We then held each other under the warm water until we were fully awake. "What are we doing today?" She asked. "I am heading into Riverside to go take care of business." "What about Mandy and I?" "Start planning for a beach trip. You two pic." I said as her eyes lit up. "I suggest you do some research." I added. After a lite breakfast, I headed out in the Skyline. Years ago, I replaced the stock engine with a 6 liter general motors engine. When I got onto the highway, I let out all 400 horses, and she flew. 10 minutes later, I exited the freeway and made my way to the Riverside Drag Strip, as it was called. Entering was easy, as they apparently kept it open to the public unless there was an event. I made my way to the starting line, and slowly drove down the track, noting two things. It was an almost 4,000 foot drag strip, with 1 foot wide white lines every thousand feet, and that there were weathered dividing rails for the first 1,000 feet, but for the rest of the track length, brand new rails. All the divider rails, even the starting island and "christmas tree" seemed mobile, as if not permanent. There were no spectator seating, so I knew it wasn't an NHRA track. I then knew what happened. Who ever was in that small plane, had taken off from the track. After the crash, the divider was added. But why? As I got to the end, there was a group of people ...